Praise the Father and the Son,
And the Spirit, Three in One,

Him, from whom a heart is won,

To love Thy law, and, with responsive feet, comply.

AT THE MATTINS.

He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the Churches.-REV. ii.

Audimur; almo Spiritus."

Now our prayers are heard on high,
And 'mid mortal men unblest,

The good Comforter is nigh,
Coming from the Father's breast.

What mysterious sight and sound
Of our God the coming speaks?
Like a rushing wind profound,

All the house His presence shakes.

Like a fiery shower it falls

All the hallow'd guests among,

Upon each within the walls

Sitting like a flaming tongue.

While the bright and lambent blaze
Plays their unharm'd heads around,
It hath gone, with piercing rays,
To their deepest hearts profound.

All aghast the nations throng,
While with other tongues they name
Things that unto Heav'n belong,
And whate'er they speak is flame.

Lo, again, O sight of fear,

For the hearer hath a tongue;

Of new prophets, while they hear,
Hath another harvest sprung.

Praise to Father, and to Son,

And to Thee, the Holy One,

By whose awful breath divine
Our dull spirits burn and shine.

AT THE THIRD HOUR,

The Spirit of Truth; whom the world cannot receive, because it seeth Him not, neither knoweth Him; but ye know Him; for He dwelleth with you, and shall be in you.-JOHN XIV.

"Veni Creator Spiritus."

COME Thou Creating Spirit blest,
And be our guest,

And fill the hearts, which Thou hast made,
With Thy sweet shade.

Thou, who art called the Paraclete,
From Thy blest seat,

The living Fount of light and love,
Come from above.

Thou that in seven-fold power dost stand
At God's right hand,

And layest on the untutor❜d tongue
The Spirit's song,

Unto our senses light impart,

Love to our heart;

And may our flesh's infirmity

Be strong in Thee,

May the foe's assaultings cease,

And grant Thy peace ;

That, treading in Thy footsteps blest,
We may find rest.

May we by Thee the Father know,
And Son below,

And Thee, the Spirit come from both,
Trust, nothing loth!

To Father, Son, and Holy One,
Praise aye be done,

From whose sweet effluence Divine

We too may shine.

AT THE SECOND VESPERS.

According to His mercy He saved us, by the washing of rege neration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost: which he shed on us abundantly through Jesus Christ our Saviour, that, being justi fied by His grace, we should be made heirs according to the hope of eternal life.-TITUS iii.

"Quo vos Magistri gloria, quo salus."

WHERE thy Master's glory

Calls thee forth abroad,

And Heav'n's light before thee

Opens all the road,

Go, little band, to bear high behests of God.

See the harvest springing,

Thrice a thousand souls,
Which our God is bringing,

And His hand controls,

From every peopled land where the sunshine rolls.

Hearts with sorrow turning,

And compunctious throes,

With dread hope are burning

Sion's fountain flows,

To wash their guilty stains, and they find repose.

Nor shall Canaan's border

The great flood confine,

Where Heav'n's golden warder

Shoots his glowing line,

Far mightier than his fires pass the rays

To their fall declining

Thousand temples nod,

divine.

Where through clouds is shining

The true light of God,

And towers of heathen strength 'neath their feet

are trod.

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